In recent years, the performance market has been booming, and Dongye Performing Arts Group has made a lot of money, so they built a new office building on the beautiful riverside in Nancheng District.
After the spring of this year, employees began to move in different departments. Half a year later, the old office building in the old cultural district, which was too old to be seen, was completely abandoned.
The last to move out is the National Musical Instrument Department.
One day in June, Sha Chun came out of the old office building with his luggage, boarded the bus that took employees to the new building, and looked back at the place where he had worked for nearly ten years.
She has feelings for it here.
The sky was overcast, with black clouds pressing on the roof, a sign of impending rain.
Below the black cloud, the six broken characters of "Winter Ye Performing Arts Group" are being removed by construction workers.
The building has been standing here for more than 30 years and has been renovated several times, from no elevator to an elevator, from only electric fans to air conditioning coverage. It has witnessed the ups and downs of Dongye Performing Arts Group several times, and also witnessed the growth of Sha Chun from a student girl to a social person.
Now, it's sold.
Its new owner bought it simply because its location is so good—near the old cultural area is the distribution center for tourism in Dongye City, there are many historic buildings, and it is about to be converted into a cheap hotel to welcome tourists from all over the country .
A flash of lightning flashed through the black cloud, pale white, followed by a roar of thunder.
Sha Chun shrank his shoulders conditionedly, and his eyes were a little sad.
Maybe sentimental people are like that.
The window of the bus could not be opened, her colleague ran to the door and shouted to him, "It's going to rain soon, don't waste everyone's time!"
Only then did Sha Chun notice that the whole car was waiting for him.
She ran into the car in embarrassment and said "I'm sorry" several times in succession.
When the car started, she heard the male colleague sitting behind her dissatisfied: "Everyone wants to move to a new building, so she is the demon. Fuck, I listened to Sister Ren, our department originally planned to move last month, and she was the one. I made a report saying that there will be a performance in early June, and moving will delay the time for group rehearsal, which is delayed until now. Is she sick? How much time will be delayed by moving this trip? We practice all night, why do we have to be unlucky together? This building is dilapidated and rotten, the commute is blocked to death, and there are few parking spaces. I have to park my car a kilometer away every day! I have been here for a whole month. Damn it, just think about it!"
The female colleague on the side whispered, "Forget it, she's in front, be careful to hear it."
"What's the matter? It's good to hear it!" The male colleague said more and more loudly, "Art is a bowl of rice that can't be served without talent. Some people rely on their diligence and work hard to talk to the leaders. In the past, they could make us all The department stayed with her in this dilapidated building, and now we can let a car of us wait for her to see the 'scenery'. After that, what should we wait for her to do? I think she should stop calling her Sha Chun, and change her name to Little Princess Sha!"
The car was not full, and Sha Chun sat alone in the double-row seat. He bowed his head when the male colleague said it, and grabbed his skirt tightly with both hands.
The bus passed through the rain, looking out through the window, only to see a vast expanse of white.
The male colleague was chattering, "Look, it's raining so hard, there must be a traffic jam on the bridge. If it wasn't for this woman's illness, she couldn't stay down there, dragging her feet, why haven't we left the old cultural area yet? Everything happens. Damn her!"
"Don't say a few words!" The female colleague couldn't listen anymore. "It's just raining, what can happen? You don't have a crow's mouth!"
The middle-aged colleague in the last row echoed the male colleague, "I'm also annoyed that she is always playing hard work and hard work. What kind of advantage is this? She can't practice a piece of music well, so of course she has to work overtime. What's so good about this? Proud? Let's make folk music, talent is more important than diligence. Diligence is not a strength, it is a shame... "
Sha Chun's eyes were red, and her brows were blocked by her forehead hair. When the bus was blocked on the bridge, she listened to the discussions around her, raised her hand and wiped the corner of her eyes.
In the new building, the national musical instrument section has reached a whole floor, and only half of the offices face the river.
Sha Chun mainly attacked the guzheng, and was assigned to the practice room of Beijiang. She didn't say anything, as long as there was no task of going out to perform, she was the first to come to work and the last to leave as before.
Dongye Performing Arts Group is not an entertainment company in the public perception. It was a government unit in the early days, but later transformed into a joint-stock group. In fact, it still enjoys government resources and monopolizes the performance of Dongye City, such as dramas, concerts, concerts and other performances. Agents and propaganda are very rich in oil and water.
Most of the positions in the group are not recruited externally, and almost all employees have "relationships".
For those who don't have great ambitions, working in Dongye Performing Arts Group is equivalent to a golden job - a leisurely job, a high salary, business trips for eating, drinking, and entertainment, and watching star concerts for free throughout the year.
A diligent person like Sha Chun is considered an outlier in the group.
In August, the folk music club received a new performance arrangement. A group of people rehearsed in the performance hall until they got off work, but the effect was still unsatisfactory.
In such a situation before, Sha Chunhui suggested to work overtime. But today, she didn't say anything, put away her guzheng, said "hard work" to her colleagues, and quickly left the performance hall.
The male colleague who once scolded her on the bus was surprised: "She just left? She doesn't work overtime?"
"I heard that Sha Chun took up work at a training institution outside, and now he has to rush to class!" said the female colleague who is mainly focused on guzheng.
Everyone gathered around and chatted while packing up their instruments.
"What agency? We're getting a good salary, so why does she have to take over the job?"
"It's just that kind of pseudo-national style small workshop, where Sha Chun teaches the guzheng, pipa and cucurbit flute, fooling laymen to cheat money."
"How much money can this make? She's not like that, is she?"
"Who knows? I also heard that Sha Chun used our resources to hook up with people in the film and television industry. This has already made several short dramas!"
"Is her family in good condition?"
"What's the difference? The poor conditions allow her to learn so many instruments? The poor conditions can send her to our department?"
"Then why is she suffering?"
Can't talk about why, everyone only regards Sha Chun as a joke.
The sunset in summer turns the river into golden red. Sha Chun rides a bicycle along the golden red, and his figure gradually disappears in the brilliance.
When the rays of light faded, darkness fell silently.
Beicheng, living outside the city.
The siren roared, and half of the sky shone with red and blue light. A group of people in different clothes were escorted to the police car. The SWAT officers were armed with live ammunition, three helicopters circled in the night sky, and several nearby roads were all blocked.
Three days ago, the SWAT detachment received a reliable tip that a blockbuster transaction would be made in the residence outside the city, and the person in charge behind the scene might be present in person.
The police in Dongye City had long since stared at the residents outside the city, and the invisible net opened, waiting silently until the net was closed.
This operation is very important. The elites of the special police detachment have made their best efforts, and the serious crime team led by Ming Shu has also contributed to the flank.
"Xiao Ming!" Lu Yanzhou took off his helmet, revealing a wound on his scalp, "Thank you this time."
"What's there to thank?" When the criminal police rarely needed to wear special combat uniforms, Mingshu took off the tactical vest after getting in the car, threw it on the seat, frowned and asked, "What's wrong with your head?"
"It's alright." Lu Yanzhou said, "I was bitten by the shrapnel."
"Fuck, it's okay?" Mingshu found the medicine box from under the seat, "You didn't wear a helmet first? Why didn't the shrapnel go directly into it for you?"
"Brother is very lucky." Lu Yanzhou laughed twice, "There is a new member on the team, and the helmet has fallen off somewhere, so I gave him mine."
Mingshu had learned battlefield rescue in the special operations team, looked at the injury on Lu Yanzhou's head, and determined that it was not a big problem, so he dealt with it while teasing: "How dare you say it? You are not all the new players in your place? Forget the helmet on the mission, how did your captain teach it?"
"Hey..." Lu Yanzhou pinched his thighs hard, "Fuck you! You're fucking hurting me, fuck me!"
Mingshu felt sorry for his friend, but he was ruthless, how to apply the medicine or how to apply it. At the end, he slapped Lu Yanzhou on the back, "Take back the words just now."
Lu Yanzhou didn't react, "Ah? Which sentence? Are you fucking hurting me?"
The other team members in the car tutted and laughed.
Mingshu said angrily, "The last sentence!"
Lu Yanzhou: "Are you fucking light?"
Mingshu glanced away coldly.
Only then did Lu Yanzhou remember, "Oh, you said 'brother's life is big'. Your brother's life is big, and the shrapnel will be troublesome if it's too far away."
"Don't say such things." Mingshu sighed, "You are a special police officer, and you face drug dealers and violent terrorists a lot. Don't put such a label on yourself."
Lu Yanzhou laughed, "You said this. Hey, Xiao Ming, I can't see it, you are so sensitive and caring, and I know you are worried about your brother Lu."
"Go to the side." Mingshu pushed the person, folded his arms and closed his eyes.
A series of cases starting from Lu Kun had just been solved, and before he had time to rest, he came to cooperate with the actions of the SWAT detachment. After this tough battle, it was really unbearable.
"By the way, I haven't finished the task you gave me last time." Lu Yanzhou said and turned around, "Yo, fell asleep?"
"No." Mingshu's voice was a little buzzing, "What's the matter?"
Lu Yanzhou said, "It's Nei Chi Xiaomin."
Mingshu cheered up, "Still no news?"
"Well, disappearing completely is definitely not an ordinary 'black household'." Lu Yanzhou put his hands on the back of his head, "It must be a 'kid', and a well-trained 'kid'. But I don't understand, since it is training The well-known 'little devil', what is her motive for approaching Li Hongmei? She showed Li Hongmei the book in the heart of the tomb, why did she focus on Li Hongmei? Did she want to drag Li Hongmei into some organization? Heart. I've thought about it, and I can only think of one possibility - Chi Xiaomin is also the insider of the case in Xiaben Village, or the victim, she needs Li Hongmei to make trouble this time, she is borrowing a knife to get revenge."
"There is no evidence." Mingshu said.
Regarding Chi Xiaomin, Mingshu only thought a lot more than Lu Yanzhou, and discussed it with Xiao Yuan several times, but he couldn't figure out any clues.
Saying that she has nothing to do with Li Hongmei's case, her words and deeds actually affected Li Hongmei. But to say that she was an important part of Li Hongmei's crime would not make sense.
And her sudden disappearance is also very strange.
Mingshu opened the car window to blow air, and the more he blew, the hotter he felt.
He has been a criminal policeman for many years, and he has not been emotionally fluctuated by the words and actions of the suspect and the victim, but this time the situation is special, one Li Hongmei, one Hou Pao, one Luo Xiangfu, one Yu Caixin, and the fates among them are intertwined. I'm so sorry, thinking about it carefully, I'm really not reconciled.
Yu Caixin's words "Are they afraid when they kill me" are still in his ears, and at this moment, the hopes of those women in Shetu Town are also indirectly wiped out.
Wen Li stayed in Shetu Town for three years, and firmly believed that he could change the status quo there. But when she learned the truth about Luo Xiangfu's murder, she didn't respond for a long time, and finally said softly, "I killed Teacher Luo."
Before leaving Dongye City, Wen Li said that she would not return to Shetu Town again.
"I tried my best, and it's all regrets."
"If I don't work so hard, at least Teacher Luo won't die."
"What did my efforts pay for?"
"Everything I do is superfluous, I am a sinner."
A door that Wen Li tried his best to push open a crack, was quietly closed like this, as if it had never been opened.
The police car stopped at the entrance of the city bureau, and Mingshu did not go to the special police detachment with Lu Yanzhou. He looked upstairs, Xiao Yu'an's office did not turn on the lights.
Tonight's action was linked to each other, and Xiao Yuan might still be at the provincial office at this time.
Mingshu didn't call or go home alone. He went upstairs to change clothes and take a shower. After cleaning up, he heard a noise coming from downstairs. He was about to look, but his phone rang.
"Don't sleep in the office tonight?" Xiao Yuan said.
Mingshu glanced around and asked in a low voice, "Brother, where are you?"
"Come down." Xiao Yu'an said, "I'll be waiting for you at the door of the noodle restaurant."
The noodle shop refers to a ramen shop about 500 meters away from the city bureau. Before Xiao Yuan was transferred to Dongye City, he occasionally parked his car there.
Mingshu put away the things, took a bottle of drinks, passed through the SWAT brothers downstairs, and went straight to the noodle shop.
Before getting into the car, Mingshu finished the drink, squeezed the bottle and threw himself into the passenger.
Xiao Yu'an was about to start the car when Mingshu grabbed his neck.
"elder brother."
"Ok?"
"I'm off tomorrow, right?"
"You can rest for the next week, it's been a long time."
Mingshu leaned halfway into Xiao Yu'an's arms, "Then kiss me."
The light of the street lamp shines into the car through the glass, and settles in Xiao Yu'an's eyes.
Xiao Yuan lowered his head and kissed Mingshu's lips.
Mingshu just drank sour plum soup, and his mouth was full of sweet and sour. He sucked Xiao Yu'an's tongue, and put his tongue into the other's mouth. He wanted to take the initiative and kissed very hard, but gradually fell into the disadvantage.
Xiao Yu'an did everything with ease, without panic, investigating the case and kissing him.
He was supported on the back of his neck, his eyes gradually widened, and he felt Xiao Yuan's invasion wholeheartedly.
There was the sound of entanglement of lips and teeth in the car. He changed from leaning on the driver's seat to being pressed on the passenger's seat, and the sweet and sour taste in his mouth was dissipated by blood.
It was the tip of his tongue that was bitten.
Xiao Yuan sucked away the blood gushing out of the star, and when he released him, he quickly buckled his seat belt.
Looking at each other, Mingshu felt that his body was gradually heating up.
The car was driving on the empty road, Mingshu rolled his tongue for a while, "I haven't finished speaking just now."
Xiao Yuan asked, "What?"
Mingshu said bluntly: "Mr. Xiao, we will rest tomorrow. The students want to hand in 'homework'."
Xiao Yuan smiled, "No problem."
Mingshu's house is closer to the city bureau, but Xiao Yu'an plans to throw him in his house since he won't have to work for the next week.
Residential areas far from the city center are always quieter.
The drive was not short, Mingshu put down his rhetoric, but fell asleep on the way. Xiao Yuan waited in the garage for a while, grabbed his chin and shook it, "Wake up, go home and sleep again."
Mingshu frowned, actually getting a little angry, staring at Xiao Yu'an, before uttering a sentence, "Brother, don't you carry me?"
Xiao Yu'an said, "Go by yourself."
Mingshu waited for a while before getting out of the car, "Tsk, just go by yourself."
The walk from the garage to the house is short, but clear enough.
After entering the elevator, he wiped his face and said, "I've become a scumbag husband."
Xiao Yuan rubbed his head, "Excuse me, Mr. Ming, how did you become a scumbag husband?"
"You don't hurt me anymore." Mingshu said: "I fell asleep before, and you wouldn't wake me up, either hug or back, but it hurts."
Xiao Yu'an recites Mingshu a lot, especially when Mingshu was a child.
Mingshu has no brothers and sisters, and Xiao Yuan usually brings Mingshu with him when there are activities in the Xiao family.
One year, Xiao Jinlan fell in love early and made a handsome boyfriend. He wanted to date but was afraid of being discovered by his parents, so he simply packed his brother and cousin with him, saying that he was going to the river for a picnic, but in fact he asked his younger brothers to cover.
Mingshu was excited when he heard that he was going to stay by the river for the night. The night before departure, he packed his luggage until midnight, and went to wait at Xiao's door before dawn. It was considered that he stayed up all night.
Children are full of energy, but they can't stand such toss. When they got to the river, Xiao Yuan and his cousin Xiao Muting set up a tent stand and played with the barbecue grill. Mingshu wanted to help, but was caught by Xiao Yuan's younger cousin Xiao Jincheng to fight a water fight.
By the end of the night, Mingshu was so sleepy that his head kept pointing down.
But Xiao Yuan told him that there was a meteor shower at night, and he was reluctant to fall asleep.
Xiao Jinlan put a thick blanket on the pebbles, coaxed him to sleep on the blanket, and told him to wake up when a meteor shower appeared.
As soon as he lay down he fell asleep.
Everyone waited until they yawned and didn't see the meteor shower, and they got into the tent to sleep one after another. When Xiao Yuan saw that he was fast asleep, he didn't call him, just picked him up and put him next to his sleeping bag.
This is something from childhood.
Later, when he became an adult, Xiao Yuan also carried Mingshu on his back. Mingshu knew it most of the time, but he was keen to pretend to sleep.
He sometimes wanted to hug Xiao Yuan, but Xiao Yuan had a light sleep and woke up when he touched him. In addition, Xiao Yuan was taller and heavier than him. He couldn't hold him, and it was difficult to carry it on his back.
"You are too heavy." Xiao Yuan said solemnly: "You will flash my waist on your back."
The ladder door opened, and Mingshu stepped out, "Then I won't let you carry it anymore. Come on, boss, let me press your waist for a while."
Said that the door had been opened, and the lights had not turned on when the door was closed. Ming Shu's back slammed against the door, the hem of the police uniform was torn open, and Xiao Yu'an's calloused hands clasped his lower back.